I am Stella, Queen of the Olde English Bulldogges. Lady Human has been acting weird lately. As in forever. As in a thousand years. Or for the last thirty seconds, whichever is longer.
Me: Stella, your time skills have not improved. And calling me ‘weird’ is rude.
Stella: Weird is as weird does.
Me: I’ve just been moving stuff around…
Stella: Yeah, like the big scary one-eyed Picture Box now In my beloved room.
Me: Well, my room, to be honest. And the internet has been out so that has cramped my style.
Stella: Yes, but that has meant more face to face time with your favorite bulldogs. And you have been playing music on your little black box again.
Me: Yeah, I got distracted for a while and got away from that, didn’t I?
Stella: I like the music. Humans may be weird, but some of your weirdness sounds really nice. Now if we could just get rid of that big scary Picture Box in my bedroom.
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